Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

On one side of the Shengheng clan’s great sacrificial hall, outside the Xihua Pavilion.

As the high priest, Hengyang San was like an ant on hot pot, pacing back and forth in a panic.

The middle-aged female student accompanying him kept smiling, like a brothel owner.

"Heng Zhuhua, why hasn't Wu Feiyang come out yet?" Heng Yangsan, who was anxious and angry, suddenly shouted.

The middle-aged female spirit named Hengzhuhua was frightened and hurriedly smiled apologetically.

"High Priest, Wu Feiyang is the most outstanding courtesan here. You should at least allow her to dress up, right?"

"How long has it been?" Heng Yang San shouted anxiously and angrily: "If the leader is made to wait too long, not only our Jingsheng Grand Sacrifice Hall, but also our entire Shengheng clan will be in calamity."

As he said this, he grabbed Heng Zhuhua's collar rudely.

"I'm telling you, this is related to the life and death of our Shengheng clan. Can you confirm for me again that Wu Feiyang has definitely not received any guests so far, and is still a virgin?"

Frightened, Heng Zhuhua nodded hastily: "I, I am sure, this girl is stubborn and pretty, the clan leader has come here dozens of times but still hasn't been able to eat her, this is already the greatest treasure of our Shengheng clan."

After hearing this, Hengyang Sancai breathed a sigh of relief, then pushed Hengzhuhua away.

Whether the Shengheng clan has a future and whether it can move to the next level among the five major clans depends on this time.

More importantly, whether he can take the position of the patriarch of the Shengheng clan depends on this one try.

At this moment, the light door that was originally closed suddenly opened, and a tall female spirit in a red silk robe walked out.

Her whole body was shrouded in purple-gold light. Even though her face was covered by red sand, it could not conceal her charming temperament and stunning beauty in every move.

Especially those lively eyes, just a blink of them can make people feel happy and have wild thoughts.

Her sudden appearance stunned the anxious Hengyang Sanye for a moment.

Heng Zhuhua, who was standing by, also circled around the beautiful woman in red gauze several times with a look of great surprise.

"Oh, my holy way, our Feiyang is a stunning success, especially when she wears this red gauze skirt, she is even more charming and gorgeous."

As she said this, she turned around and pulled Heng Yang San in a flattering manner: "High Priest, look, this is our Shengheng clan's greatest treasure and greatest support. I guarantee that the leader will definitely..."

"Of course, absolutely." Heng Yang San was stunned, staring at the red-veiled beauty: "Wu Feiyang, you really make this high priest... eh!"

Just as he was about to hug her, the beautiful woman in red gauze dodged him.

"Hey, you little bitch." Heng Zhuhua immediately changed her expression and cursed: "The high priest wants to hug you, which is a great gift to you, but you still want to show off, you are simply..."

Snapped!

With a sudden crisp sound, Heng Yangsan knocked Heng Zhuhua to the ground with a slap in the face, but he still stared at Wu Feiyang with a fiery gaze.

"Don't be rude to Miss Feiyang!"

"High Priest, please respect yourself." Wu Feiyang suddenly spoke in a clear voice: "Didn't you say you would offer me to the leader? If the leader knew what you are doing now..."

"I understand, I understand." Hengyang danced with joy and smiled awkwardly: "It's just that Miss Feiyang is too beautiful, and I just subconsciously... um... sorry, shall we go?"

Wu Feiyang gave him a sidelong glance, then turned and left Xihua Pavilion.

Heng Yangsan hurriedly followed, without even looking at Heng Zhuhua from beginning to end.

Covering her face, she couldn't help but spat as she got up from the ground.

“Humph, that’s nothing great. Once I master the Anti-Youth and Rejuvenation Technique, I can kill you, Wu Feiyang, in a matter of seconds.”

On the other side, in the main hall of the Holy Heng Clan's High Priest, just when Jiang Chen and Odman were getting impatient, Heng Yang San finally rushed in.

"Where are the people?" Oldman shouted first.

"I'm here, I'm here." Heng Yang San hurriedly nodded and bowed to Jiang Chen: "Master, please look."

Looking in the direction of his finger, I saw Wu Feiyang, dressed in red, floating towards me. Her own fragrance quickly filled the entire main hall with her appearance.

"Wow!" Oldman's eyes widened instantly: "This, this Shengheng tribe really has such a beautiful thing hidden away?"

Watching Wu Feiyang passing by, Oldman instantly turned into a pig and couldn't even take his eyes off.

On the other hand, Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment, and was so calm and composed.

This so-called courtesan of the Shengheng clan was indeed beautiful, and her every move was filled with an irresistible charm. Her eyes were even more captivating, and even the sacred could not stop herself from lusting after her.

It's a pity that the person she met was Jiang Chen, a lucky man who was surrounded by countless beauties and many super goddesses.

The only thing that interested Jiang Chen was what was hidden under her impenetrable red veil.

"Greetings, Leader." Heng Yangsan hurriedly instructed Wu Feiyang.

However, Wu Feiyang did not obey. Instead, she just threw a wink at Jiang Chen and began to dance with her sleeves spread out, trying her best to show off her graceful dancing moves and charm.

Seeing this scene, Heng Yang San was about to scold, but was interrupted by Jiang Chen with a wave of his hand.

With a sigh, Heng Yangsan was about to say something to Jiang Chen, but seeing that Jiang Chen seemed to have been immersed in Wu Feiyang's wonderful dance moves, he tactfully retreated to the side of Oldman.

"General Manager, look at what our leader is doing..."

"What are you talking about?" Oldman rolled his eyes at him unhappily. "Do you think you and I have to watch a sexy live performance here?"

Hengyangsan was stunned and looked at Oldman in surprise. Before he could open his mouth, he was dragged out by Oldman.

As the light door was closed, Jiang Chen, who was sitting on the animal skin chair, changed his posture to appreciate Wu Feiyang's dance.

It’s true, this girl’s dancing is different and she is worthy of being the most beautiful girl of the Shengheng clan.

However, Jiang Chen could clearly sense the murderous intent in this dance, and it was a murderous intent filled with deep hatred.

After a few beautiful spins in the air, Wu Feiyang swept her red sleeves and immediately flew towards Jiang Chen, sitting accurately on Jiang Chen's thigh.

Then, she hooked her arms around Jiang Chen's neck in an extremely ambiguous posture, and the scent immediately filled his nose, making his heart surge and his mind wander.

Just as Jiang Chen raised his hand, she dodged again and flew away in an instant.

She played hard to get and was reluctant but willing several times in a row, which made Jiang Chen look at her with new eyes.

However, the next second, Wu Feiyang spread his arms again, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes. Then, at a terrifying speed, he took out a sharp blade surrounded by purple and gold and stabbed straight at Jiang Chen.

Its momentum is so strong and its power is so sharp that it seems as if it wants to kill with one blow and fight to the death.